The Mountains Of North

Shall Erupt And Flames

Of Darkland Will Raise

Hail To One Who Hails

Blood For One Who Bleeds



O You Mistress Of Northland

Queen Of Darkland

I May Wash My Hands Of The

Evil Master's Blood



For That Is No Man's Doom

Which I Bring

That Is Child's Doom

And It Shall Be The First Doom